I had a brilliant quote about despair but since my husband "fixed" my computer and cleaned off all the viruses and trojans and evil things, well, nothing works.

Before it was slow, but at least it did what I wanted it to do. It's some sort of trade-off I supposed. Now when I can't do what I need to do, at least I do it faster.

I am tired.

God, how often have I written that here. The "flu" or whatever it was that knocked me on my ass on Monday really just sucked all my energy. I feel like I'm drugged all the time. Is someone slipping me a Benedryl without my knowledge? That's what it feels like. It's almost too much effort to get up and walk across the room to answer the phone.

I was supposed to go out with friends tonight. That went south. I was supposed to drive to my Uncle's house and stay there tonight so I'd get an early start for the art jurying tomorrow. Yeah, that's not happening either. I don't even WANT to do the jury thing now. I just don't care. I want to SLEEP.

I want to sleep for hours - days if necessary.

We were also going to drive to Cape May tomorrow night for dinner (we'd be in Philly; it's half-way there) but I don't know if that's going to fly either.

Sleep is what I need. Although I wouldn't mind several days by myself at the beach, keeping my own hours, getting some work done undisturbed.

Sadly, that will never happen now.